Rumours spread like wildfire
About a special place, hidden away
For those who dare to find it
It’s a place where the clouds reflect and
Sunlight shimmers on the water.
Many have failed on the journey
And never found
The streaming water
Crystallising into the eyes.
Only I wish to see
Only me… I dare to seek
Its Glorious beauty.
Behind
Tress of a hundred giants
Mountainous rocks
And a path followed by pink fairies.
Eventually, I see it: A land of infinity
Ocean roaring and pools flooded with glowing blue. 
How can this world have such glamour?
It is underserving.